Melpomene || H.G

𝟸: ǫᴜᴇᴇɴ ᴏғ ᴘᴇɴᴛᴀᴄʟᴇs

Word Count: 7,620

WARNING: PTSD & VIOLENCE

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A/N: Thanks to my friend who edited Calista, Haven, Jade, and Esme's uniforms into Ravenclaw ones above this note.

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When she was younger and had a difficult time falling asleep, her mother taught her a simple trick to help her fall asleep effectively: counting from 1 to 100. Her mother explained that it would make her thoughts drift and bring her into a slumber. The trick didn't work when she and her parents started living in a survival mode.

Calista hated the ticking sound of the huge clock in the Great Hall and a few students snoring loudly. She looked on her side to see Haven and Esme's bodies tangled together while Jade's whole body was covered by the sleeping bag; she couldn't even see her head.

Her eyes pinned to the ceiling, she wanted to fall asleep fast as she needed to attend classes. Calista forced her eyes shut and started counting until she fell into slumber.

"Eunwoo, you have to wake up. We're going back to the dorm," Someone interrupted her slumber and Calista slightly opened her eyes to see it was Haven who attempted to wake her.

"What time is it?" Calista asked between yawns. Her morning voice was evident.

"6 am, we can go back to sleep because our first class starts at 9," Haven answered before she watched the youngest drag herself out of her sleeping bag.

Calista was the last one to wake up, the most difficult one as well since she didn't sleep properly. They used the little energy remaining in their bodies to drag themselves back to the Ravenclaw Towers. Everyone was relieved as the common room and their respective dorms were cooler than in the Great Hall.

Everyone fell asleep the moment they entered their dorm. Calista never felt better. The bed was much warmer and comfier than everything else she slept in. Without anyone realizing it, it was their first night to sleep in separate beds.

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The pain was unbearable, her skin felt so dirty, and her body couldn't function properly.

The screams of people brought her back to her senses. Calista's eyes were dry and sore, quite difficult for her to open them. Her vision was blurry and she knew not to rub her eyes since her hands were dirty, she didn't know when she placed her hand on them.

She was right. Her hands were dirty with blood.

"Fuck!" Calista panicked and her body started trembling in fear.

Calista was swimming with blood and dead people. Homes were destroyed, and some caught fire from the attack, others burnt into ashes.

She looked at her leg. She recalled she was hit by a heavy object. Calista screamed at the pain of realization and the sight; the cut on her leg was so wide that she could see her bones. She needed her wand to heal, but she couldn't find it.

The pain was unbearable, her vision became blurry, and she succumbed to nothingness.

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Calista woke up panting, sweating, and thirsty. Her eyes wandered and relaxed when she observed she was in a safe place. She was relieved that none of her friends were inside or they would be so worried for her.